Something Unfamiliar
A Real Connection
Your thoughts are my beacon guiding me safely
through this journey to the wanting caverns of your mind.
You close your eyes and I fly home to guide
your thoughts to the safety of my mind.
I hear your angelic voice, calm
as I soar above the whistling
wind of a silent understanding.
Copyright © Floyd Neal | Year Posted 2023
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